by Bill Tiepelman
Koi of the Cosmos
The sky had turned to water, or perhaps the water had swallowed the sky. It was impossible to tell. Stars shimmered beneath the surface of the river, and the current twisted like an unbroken stream of time itself. Beneath its glassy depths, two koi circled each other in an eternal dance—one woven from the fabric of the cosmos, its scales glittering with constellations, the other ancient, covered in moss and thick with the weight of the earth’s wisdom. Yara knelt at the river’s edge, watching them move in endless spirals, her breath shallow. The wind carried the scent of damp stone and moss, and the sound of the water lapping against the bank was unnervingly rhythmic, like the heartbeat of something vast and unseen. The elders had warned her against this place. They called it the River of Eternity, a name spoken in hushed tones, as if to utter it too loudly would summon something from the depths. But she had come anyway. The night air pressed against her skin, thick with an eerie stillness. She had expected to hear crickets, the distant howl of some unseen creature in the forest behind her—anything to ground her in the world she understood. Instead, there was only silence, as if the river had swallowed even the night itself. In her trembling fingers, she held the offering—a single pearl, its surface smooth and iridescent in the moonlight. It had been passed down through generations, a relic of a love story nearly forgotten. She had stolen it from the shrine at the village center, convinced that she could end the cycle, that she could return what had been taken and set things right. But now, as the koi moved beneath the water, the celestial one glowing like a fragment of a fallen star, the moss-covered one heavy with the weight of the earth’s sorrow, doubt coiled in her chest. The Tale of the Koi Gods Her grandmother’s voice echoed in her mind, soft and knowing. “They were once gods, you know.” Yara had been just a child when she first heard the story, curled up by the fire, her grandmother’s hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as she spoke. “One ruled the heavens, the other ruled the earth. But they were never meant to love. The sky and the land are eternal opposites, and the gods decreed they should remain apart. Yet they defied fate, meeting in secret beneath the river’s surface, entwining in the currents.” Her grandmother’s eyes had been far away then, lost in the past. “When the other gods discovered them, they were furious. They could not kill them—their power was too great. Instead, they cursed them. The sky pulled one upward, the land held the other down, and the river was made their prison. Now they circle each other, year after year, lifetime after lifetime, always reaching, never touching.” Yara had been too young to understand the weight of the story. She had only thought it tragic. Now, as she knelt by the water, she understood. The Offering She closed her eyes, whispering a prayer she was not sure anyone would hear. Then, with a deep breath, she let the pearl slip from her fingers. It hit the water without a sound. For a moment, nothing happened. Then the river burned with light. The celestial koi rose from the depths, its body shimmering brighter than the moon. The water twisted around it in ribbons of silver and blue, and for the first time, Yara could see the full span of its form—long and elegant, with fins that trailed behind it like fragments of the night sky. The moss-covered koi followed, its heavy form pulling free from the water’s grasp. The vines that clung to its body unraveled, revealing golden scales beneath the green. It looked… lighter, as if shedding its earthly bindings had freed it, if only for a moment. The two koi moved toward each other, the air crackling with unseen energy. Yara held her breath. Then the river shuddered, and the koi were torn apart. The celestial one was dragged upward, the sky reclaiming its own, its glow fading as it rose. The earthly one was pulled downward, sinking into the darkness below. The water stilled. Yara let out a ragged breath, her heart pounding. She had thought the offering would free them. She had thought love could defy the forces that bound it. But time was a cruel architect. Fate had already been written. The Cycle Continues The whisper came from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Not yet.” Darkness pressed in. Yara gasped, reaching for something—anything—but the world was unraveling around her, breaking apart like ripples in the water. The stars spun. The earth trembled. Then she fell. The Awakening She woke to damp earth beneath her palms, the scent of the river thick in the air. The sun was rising, golden light filtering through the trees. For a moment, she lay still, her mind grasping at fragments of something just beyond memory. Then her fingers curled around something smooth. The pearl. She sat up, staring at it in horror. It was the same one. The offering she had cast into the river. The one that should have been lost. The river was calm. There was no sign of the koi. But she knew they were still there. The cycle had not ended. She looked at the pearl, then at the river, then back again. Slowly, realization dawned. Perhaps she had not been the first to try. Perhaps she would not be the last. And perhaps, in another lifetime, in another form, they would meet again. And perhaps then, they would finally be free. 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